The surrounding cultivators were terrified by the old man's interrogation methods.
They secretly imagined the scene of this method being used on them. It would really be worse than death.
This was the risk that one had to bear in cultivation. One would never know what kind of terrifying things one would encounter.
If they were mortals, their experiences would be much simpler. It would be nothing more than birth, old age, illness, and death, plus some joys and sorrows.
The life of a cultivator was always full of unknown. No one knew how it would end.
The strong cultivator was in great pain, but he still persevered. He was obviously not willing to give in.
He could die, but he wouldn't get any benefits from his enemies.
Soon, he sadly discovered that he had underestimated the old man's torture methods, or rather, he was not that strong.
